After Qiao San left, Ye Chen thought things would finally calm down.

The people in Heishui don't know his strength for the time being, so even if the people in the provincial capital want to take action, they have to think twice.

Ye Chen thought he could take advantage of this free time to go back to Medicine King Valley, resolve the hidden dangers of the Dragon Heart Power, and also let his master take a look at Ayiguli's injuries.

According to Ye Chen's plan, he would stay on the mountain for three days, going early and returning early to avoid delaying things.

But to his surprise, the first to run into trouble was not Blackwater, not Qiao San, and not the mess left by Wei Qing, but Jiang Ruoxi.

Ye Chen noticed something was off about Jiang Ruoxi the afternoon Qiao San left.

Jiang Ruoxi first locked herself in the study for two whole hours. When she came out, she was carrying three sets of clothes. She laid them out one by one on the bed in the bedroom for him to see: "How about this one for going up the mountain? It's light gray, makes your skin look fair, and isn't too flashy. This dark blue one is also fine, it's more casual and easy to walk in. And this off-white one looks good in photos, but it doesn't get dirty easily."

Ye Chen leaned against the door frame, watching her move back and forth between the three outfits, finally folding all three into her suitcase, and also adding two pairs of flat shoes and one pair of sneakers.

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh: "Wife, are you going hiking or to Fashion Week? My master's place can't compare to the provincial capital. There are no red carpets, only chicken manure. Whatever you wear, she only cares about whether you can do the work."

Jiang Ruoxi raised her head and glanced at him, and Ye Chen immediately swallowed the rest of his sentence.

She squatted down and continued organizing the boxes, replying casually, "That's precisely why we need to dress smartly. Your master is so capable; she must have a good eye for people. If I'm dressed sloppily, even if she doesn't say anything, do you think she'll be happy?"

Ye Chen walked in, sat cross-legged on her yoga mat, and tilted his head to look her over: "I've never seen you this nervous when you met my uncle or Grandpa Qiao before."

"That's different. Meeting clients is about discussing interests, while meeting elders is about discussing feelings. Your master saved your life, raised you, and taught you kung fu. She has no other family members, so you are her closest person. If I go back with you, how will she see me? I should be prepared."

Ye Chen felt as if something soft had bumped into his heart.

He then realized that although Jiang Ruoxi was nervous, she was doing her homework very seriously. In addition to clothes and shoes, her suitcase contained several boxes of Jiangcheng's time-honored pastries, a bag of high-quality West Lake Longjing tea, and even two books on the cultivation of Chinese medicinal herbs.

The laptop on her bedside table was still lit up, and on the screen was the cooperation plan for the Yaowang Valley Chinese herbal medicine planting base that the two of them had revised together.

In the annotation on the last page, Jiang Ruoxi wrote four words: "Catering to their preferences."

"Honey, you've done your homework! My master loves tea and sweets. She'll be happy if you bring these."

Jiang Ruoxi lowered her head and continued packing the box, her movements noticeably lighter. But after a moment, her voice lowered again: "Ye Chen, what kind of person is your master? Does she prefer quiet or lively people? Does she find me annoying when I talk too much? And since she raised you since you were little, will she be reluctant to let you leave the mountain?"

Ye Chen sat cross-legged and looked over. Jiang Ruoxi didn't look at him when she said these things. She was still holding a pair of unopened socks in her hand, her fingertips unconsciously picking at the corners of the packaging.

Jiang Ruoxi asked calmly, but the anxiety in her tone was completely different from the decisive and efficient President Jiang she usually was.

Ye Chen suddenly found Jiang Ruoxi rather cute, like a cat that usually bared its teeth and claws, but when it suddenly arrived in unfamiliar territory, it would tuck its tail between its legs.

"My master is a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She may not be nice to talk to, but she will not make things difficult for you. You don't need to please her, just be yourself."

"Oh, is that so? You need to be sure!"

Ye Chen thought for a moment, then added, "If she really didn't like you, she would have canceled the marriage before I came down the mountain. Don't forget, our engagement was originally arranged by her."

Jiang Ruoxi stopped.

She looked up at Ye Chen, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Your master decided this?"

"Yes, she told me before I went down the mountain that the Jiang family and Medicine King Valley have a history. Your grandfather helped the sect a lot back then. If you are willing to marry into this family, it will be a double blessing. So, strictly speaking, you are her chosen disciple's wife." Ye Chen said, spreading his hands.

"But I'm still a little worried. I always feel that your master is not easy to get along with."

"Just think of it as visiting a distant relative. Bring some food, chat, the air is fresh in the mountains, and you can even learn how to collect herbs from me for a couple of days."

Hearing him say that, Jiang Ruoxi's tense shoulders gradually relaxed a little.

She exhaled, stuffed the last few items into the suitcase, closed the lid, and zipped it up.

After doing all that, she sat on the edge of the bed, her hands supporting her knees, and suddenly sighed very softly: "Actually, I know all these things, but... thinking about how you grew up without parents and her being your only elder, like your mother, I feel a little flustered when I meet your family. I'm afraid I'm not good enough, afraid she won't like me, afraid I'll cause you trouble."

Ye Chen got up from the yoga mat and sat down on the bed.

Instead of his usual joking demeanor, he earnestly reached out and tucked a strand of Jiang Ruoxi's hair behind her ear, then patted the back of her hand: "Wife, listen carefully. In the first half of my life, I, Ye Chen, only had two families: my master and my martial uncle. My martial uncle is gone, and my master is all I have left. But after I came down the mountain and met you, I gained another family member. If my master saw that I brought such a good wife back, he would be overjoyed. How could he not like you? He would be too busy scolding me to have time to nitpick at you."

Jiang Ruoxi responded softly, but her ears turned red again.

Jiang Ruoxi pretended to turn her head away. Ye Chen knew that she was not completely at ease, so he didn't say anything more and just sat with her for a while.

Some tension can't be dispelled by reason; she only feels relieved when she actually meets him and sees Su Qinghan nod at her.

Ye Chen got up very early on the morning of the day he set off.

He inspected the car and then went to Aygul's room to check on her injuries.

Aygul is now able to get out of bed and pour water by herself, but her face is still a little pale.

Knowing that Ye Chen was going back to Medicine King Valley, she only asked one question: "Can I go?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "Your injury hasn't fully healed yet, and the bumpy road will be bad for your recovery. Besides, you need to keep an eye on the Jiang family villa for me. I'll bring you some wild jujubes from the mountains when I get back."

Aygul didn't insist any further and turned to walk back to her room.

But when Ye Chen and Jiang Ruoxi went out, she was standing at the doorway at some point, wearing a large navy blue coat, leaning against the door frame, waving at them, and saying in a low voice: "Come back soon."

Jiang Ruoxi nodded to her, revealing a calm and gentle smile: "Don't worry, I'll keep a close eye on him."

Ye Chen turned around and waved to her, looking quite nonchalant: "I'm leaving now, I'll come back and share the dates with you."

Jiang Ruoxi sat in the passenger seat, with her proposal book full of annotations beside her.

Ye Chen opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort her, but in the end he just turned the car music down a little and reached out to hold her hand.

Jiang Ruoxi didn't break free; instead, she withdrew her fingers.

Ye Chen could find the way to Medicine King Valley with his eyes closed. The person Jiang Ruoxi was going to meet along the way was the only person he had ever been afraid of and relied on in the first half of his life.

But he believed that his girl would not lose.

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